AMELIA'S POV
It was like I couldn't get closer to him. I wanted to get under his skin. His kisses were impossibly hot, and they kept getting hotter.
His hands were everywhere all at once, as if he couldn't stop touching me even if he wanted to. I certainly do not want him to stop.
He bit my neck lightly, and I yelped.
“You like that?“ He asked. I could only nod before he seized my lips again. He maneuvered us so that he was sitting and I was on his lap. He shifted me closer, and I groaned. Subconsciously, I began to rock myself over him, which in turn made him groan.
“I can't stop.“ He whispered as his hands felt the material around my neck. His urgent hands felt around my breast. He caressed my aching n*pple.
“I bet I could get you off like this.“ Why does he have to sound so sedu
